One old and one young, just shuttled through the sparse crowd. The old man's eyes were deep, as if the traffic around him was completely out of sight. The young man was holding his favorite sugar gourd string in his hand, and his face was full of childish smiles. This was supposed to be the last time the grandparents entered the city this year, and the herbs in the basket on the old man's back were replaced by new clothes for his grandson, as well as a small knife of meat wrapped in oiled paper.

The old man's eyes did not contain all this in front of him, and in the same busy city, no one cared about the pair of grandchildren. The peddlers were not willing to spend a little tongue on them, after catching a glimpse of what they were wearing. continued to yell at other passers-by, and his tone was extremely merciful.

One old and one young disappeared into the crowd and exited the city gates in a short time. By noon, most of the shouting on the street had been reduced, and the people in the dojo in the city had dispersed, and only a few people were still thinking about this year's list. And not far away at Liu's house, a crisp teacup cracking sound sounded from the inner courtyard.

"Master, you are dissipated, the matter has come to this, even if you beat him to death, it will still be the result!." A gorgeously dressed young woman approached a man in the middle, and next to him stood a shivering and sobbing teenager.

"Bastard, my Liu family's face has been lost by him." The middle-aged man paced back and forth in the house, angry.

"In the past, no one in this county saw me and was not allowed to salute three points, what is his money and the second old horseman." The more the middle-aged man thought about it, the more angry he became, and it seemed that he was ridiculed by an old horseman surnamed Qian.

This angry middle-aged man is Liu Youcai, the head of the Liu family, and the Liu family is a well-known family in Yubei County. In the early years, because his father made some money from business, he took root in the county town. Later, the eldest son of the Liu family measured the eightfold Dao heart in the Dao Heart test, which suddenly made the Liu family famous in Yubei County. Liu Youcai is also becoming more and more arrogant, and ordinary people don't look at it.

But who would have thought that Liu Youcai, the second son who was full of expectations, had an upset in the Dao Heart test, barely passing the Dao Heart Sixfold, an extremely ordinary qualification. The accumulated arrogance has made Liu Youcai unable to bear the ridicule of others, so there is this scene of being angry at home.

Mrs. Liu felt sorry for her son, but she was afraid of the majesty of her master, so she also cried, and said while crying: "This can't be blamed on the child. I am afraid that I want to say that the son is not the godfather's fault, but Liu Youcai didn't hear it when he was angry.

"Don't blame him, who is to blame?" Hearing his wife's words, Liu Youcai asked rhetorically.

"Which food and clothing in this county town is not the best? The threshold of the Heavenly Master's Mansion is about to be flattened by him, which child has such a blessing as him. Liu Youcai continued.

"Don't blame him, don't blame the sky..." Liu Youcai stopped abruptly halfway through speaking, and the word "teacher" stiffly suffocated back to his stomach.

"Dao heart, this thing can't be smashed out of money. If it's a big deal, stay at home, don't you have to be taken over by someone in this business?! Liu Fu stepped forward and said, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes after speaking.

"You're all spoiled." Liu Youcai said helplessly, and then shook his hand and walked out of the house, leaving the mother and son hugging and crying in the hall.

Liu Youcai rushed out of the door, ready to go to the street wine shop to drink some wine and relax. As soon as I went out, I saw a group of people walking towards the nearby alley, and when I stepped forward to find out, it turned out that they were going to Yan's house to congratulate him. Liu Youcai was even more sour, and several of the people were usually polite to him. It's good now, not to mention taking the initiative to come up and make a compliment, but even pretending not to see it. But Liu Youcai thought about it, it was better if he didn't see it, so he didn't have to be ridiculed again.

On the Yan family's side, the room was crowded with "friends" who came to visit after a while. This frightened Mrs. Yan, who had never been to the hall much, and hid in the back room and didn't dare to come out. The Yan family is not a big family, and they do some cloth business in the city, so they can make a little surplus. Yan Yan, the head of the Yan family, saw that the guests were a little speechless, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Thank you for coming to the Humble House, Yan is not welcome." After a while, Yan Yan finally squeezed out a polite word.

"Where, where. I still want to congratulate Master Yan. A slightly older middle-aged man spoke for everyone first.

"Congratulations to Master Yan."

"It's really a tiger father without a dog."

"Ling Lang is talented and intelligent, and he will become an atmosphere"

……

Everyone was not stingy with their words of appreciation, and all kinds of official polite words were repeated. The head of the Yan family was overwhelmed for a while, so he had to nod again and again.

After a while, it may be that everyone's praise is almost over, and everyone begins to prepare to leave. Seeing this, Yan Yan, the head of the Yan family, hurriedly replied so that he could send these uninvited guests away. After everyone left, Yan Yan immediately closed the courtyard door, for fear that another batch of repeat customers would come.

Back in the house, Yan Yan was expressionless and couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. Seeing that everyone had already left the house, Mrs. Yan took her son out of the hall.

"Master, these people are here to say goodbye." After Mrs. Yan confirmed that there was no one outside the house, she opened her mouth first.

"What a joy to say, it's just some flattery. Seeing my son's outstanding performance today, come here and make a familiar face. Yan Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Putting down the teacup, Yan Yan began to show joy, and beckoned his son to his side.

"My son has indeed won the glory of his father today." Yan Yan said while touching his son's head.

After speaking, he unconsciously looked out of the house, and the expression on his face gradually flattened and flattened.

Mrs. Yan, who was standing on the side, saw her husband's thoughtful gaze, and was also brought into inexplicable thoughts. What the head of the Yan family thinks, Mrs. Yan can more or less know. The family of three was silent for a short time, then interrupted by their son, Yan Hong.

"Daddy, is the child doing badly? to make you and your mother unhappy. Seeing that her father and mother suddenly fell silent, Yan Hong shook Yan Yan's hand and said.

"How could it be, Hong'er is the best." Yan Yan reacted from his stunned and quickly explained.

"Hong'er, my mother will make you your favorite dumplings to eat." Mrs. Yan also reacted and felt that she should give her son some rewards.

After a brief silence, the family of three immediately rejoiced. Yan Yan accompanied her son to play in the house, and Mrs. Yan prepared a sumptuous lunch in the kitchen to treat her son. As for what the couple was thinking during the brief silence, perhaps only the couple themselves know.

……

By noon, there were noticeably fewer people in the market. Most of the people who came from outside the city to catch the market also returned to the village. However, the previous one old and one young were more or less because of age, or because of the slow pace. I didn't go far from the county seat, and I could still see the castle tower when I looked back.

The old man walked over to a boulder and sat down, unloaded the basket and placed it beside him. The young man looked at the sugar gourd in his hand and half of it was still left, so he bit down on another and tasted it carefully, without biting down and swallowing it.

"Qing'er, grandpa lied to you just now, you won't blame grandpa, right?" The old man looked at the young man in front of him and said what he had been thinking about for a long time.

"The test just now is called the Dao Heart Test, and the higher the Dao Heart, the higher the achievement of the career path that can be achieved. Parents want their children to get ahead, so they will send their children to test their hearts. Seeing the young man's inexplicable look, the old man continued.

"Qing'er won't blame grandpa." The young man saw that the old man was a little self-blaming, and in turn comforted.

"Qing'er knows that no matter what grandpa does, it's for Qing'er's good." The boy shouted an unchewed sugar gourd in his mouth and said vaguely.

When the old man heard the young man's answer, he didn't know what to say for a while. I had to hug the young man, his eyes were red, and he muttered, "My good grandson." ”

"Then does grandpa want Qing'er to get ahead?" After a while, the boy held back a question.

"Grandpa doesn't want Qing'er to get ahead, grandpa only wants Qing'er to be by grandpa's side forever!" The old man said earnestly.

……

After a short rest, the old man led the young man again and prepared to hurry back to the village. An old man and a young man once again used an unhurried pace to slowly pull the county town behind them farther and farther away until they were gone.

After the county town disappeared, a small village appeared in front of the young and the old. When the boy saw the familiar scene, he broke free from the old man and ran out first.

The young man saw a few friends in the village from afar, and he couldn't stop the joy in his heart and rushed over.

"I left you a sugar gourd." The boy raised the hand hidden behind his back, and there were four sugar gourds on it, counting one of his four companions.

However, to the boy's surprise, no one reached out to take the sugar gourd in his hand. That is, there is still no one to take his affection. And not only did he not appreciate it, but the older of the young men turned around and walked away after he came. Just a few steps away, he shouted to the others, "Come here." ", the tone was a little displeased.

The last to walk away was a skinny little boy who looked like he was probably the youngest of the bunch. The little boy glanced at the sugar gourd in the young man's hand a few times, licked his mouth, and said, "Big Fat won't let us play with you, saying that you are from a foreign country." After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

The young man stood in place, forgetting to withdraw his raised hand. The teenager has some loss, but more of a bewilderment. He gave away his favorite sugar gourd, but no one wanted to accept it. Could it be that they don't like sugar gourds?

And these were all seen by the old man, the old man walked to the young man's side, took the young man's hand without speaking, and walked straight to the village.

The temperature of the midday sun in winter is not as hot as the candle flame. The curling smoke rising from the village makes the quiet village a little popular. In a small village, one old and one young walk on the road a little abruptly. But for people outside the village, it is such an inconspicuous village, such an inconspicuous old and young, and no one will deliberately pay attention to them. At least in the nearly ten years since they appeared, no one cares, and they know whether they are warm or cold.